A [Verse 1] A D Death ain't nothin' but a speckled pony ain't never been rode E A That's what Freddy Jones he told me many bottles ago A D And I guess Freddy was the best damn hand that would slip in his faded jeans E A Everybody said Freddy did everything bad but he never did anything mean [Verse 2] A D Yeah death ain't nothin' but a speckled pony Freddy came to know E A Readin' his motel bible in Vaughn, New Mexico A D Now there's lots of trails old man Freddy rode won't never be rode no more E A Cause he's out there lyin' in a line shack dyin' with a chair up against the door [Chorus] D A And I recall when Freddy told me when I ride my speckled pony E A I'm gonna let that pony know he found a man to ride him well D A All my friends have gone before me but I'll ride him home to glory E A Out of nothing but my ornery and my pride in my own self [Verse 3] A D Now can’t you hear that speckled pony he's ridin' tonight E A And old Freddy Jones is just a workin' cowboy and he’s holdin' on tight A D In a shack with a cot and a Coleman stove in the cold panhandle wind E A There's a friend of mine that don't know his kind ain't never gonna come again [Chorus] D A Yeah I recall when Freddy told me when I ride my speckled pony... E A I'm gonna let that pony know he found a man to ride him well D A All my friends have gone before me but I'll ride him home to glory E A Out of nothing but my ornery and my pride in my own self [Outro] D A So Freddy ride Freddy ride your speckled pony E A Kick him high ride him long
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